Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Mel ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She did not care who or what she collided with, as long as she got to the restaurant quick enough to get her friend help before it was too late. She quickened her steps as she approached the door of Emerald’s kitchen. For the first time, she placed her palms on both sides of the glass doors and pushed them apart with reckless abandon.

She did not wait to catch her breath, she ran into the restaurant like a mad woman, heading straight towards the VIP section. She did not wait until she was in front of them. Immediately she caught sight of alpha’s Lake smiling face, she screamed as loud as her vocal cords could allow her.

“Mrs Smith! The baby is coming! Jojo’s baby is coming!” She cried out, before coming to an abrupt halt in front of the trio.

Mrs Smith stared at the girl for a minute, the implication of Mel’s statement was yet to register in her head. But the one who did not waste time in jumping from his seat at the mention of Jojo’s name, was alpha Lake Rush.

Lake jumped to his feet immediately. His neck did a swift 180 degree turn, directing his head and the rest of his attention to the door of the restaurant. His wolf’s sharp vision allowed him to see the cinnamon tree situated not far from the restaurant. A wooden bench was beneath the tree’s canopy. He narrowed his eyes when he caught sight of the red-haired woman, obviously discomforted. He did not need to see her face to know it was Jojo, the feeling of her presence enveloped him before he could speak.

In a heartbeat, Lake dashed out of the restaurant. It was a race against time as he rushed to the cinammon tree, truly grateful that the woman he met underneath the tree was truly Jojo.

She had her legs parted, while she flagged the hem of her dress. Her lips were pouted as she tried to suck in air through them, her entire body was dripping with salty sweat. Despite all these, her beauty glistened and radiated under the evening sun. Now that he was standing in front of her, he could not help but notice the sudden glow of her skin.

When she threw her head back and screamed, he blinked twice, suddenly realizing the reason he was out here in the first place. He rushed to place a hand on her shoulder, and used the other hand to cup her waist in a bid to raise her from the chair.

Kenji and Mel appeared behind them, side by side. Lake risked a glance at Kenji, while still struggling to raise the pregnant Jojo from the bench.

“Get the car around, now!” He ordered. Kenji nodded and turned away, in order to do as he was told.

While still trying to help her up, Jojo sought for somewhere in his body she could hold on to. The pains exploding through every part of her was becoming almost unbearable, she wasn’t sure if she could take it.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

She could taste her blood on her tongue, she had bitten her lower lip to hard to stiffle her screams, but it still did not stop her from doing so.

Frustrated, she finally found the jet black strands of hair on the man’s head and gathered as many of it as she could in both her hands. Another sharp contraction occurred in her lower abdomen, and this time, she pulled the hair in her hands and threw her head back she screamed.

Lake thought fire had fallen upon his head, his scalp burned, he could feel the pain in his skull, his cranium felt as though it was being pulled from his head. He groaned and allowed his grip on her to tighten, else, he would have let her slip and fall.

He dug his teeth into his lower lip to bite back his painful groan. He shook his head vehemently, hoping it would either make her let go of his hair, or stop the pain.

Unfortunately, it did neither. And he was still not sure if Jojo could stand on her legs. He found that his heart was beating fast, so fast that it was almost impossible to breathe. He could feel the vibrations from his chest spread through all parts of his body.

He was scared and confused. Two emotions he was not very used to.

“Are you alright, Jo? Can you stand? Can you place your feet on the ground?” He tried to ask. If they established some form of communication, he was sure he would be able to be of more help.

But Jojo could not speak. Instead, she shook her head continuously, sucking in deep breaths and letting out heavy exhales. Her temperature was increasing, she was beginning to shake violently while holding on to him.

Lake wanted to steady her ragged breathing, but he did not know how to. He had never had to hold a pregnant woman this close, talk more of one who was about to give birth!

She struggled to place her feet on the ground. But immediately she did, Jojo felt something burst within her. Like a glass bowl filled with water and hidden somewhere in her stomach had just been thrown to the ground, shattering into a million pieces while the contents of the bowl rushed down the sides of her legs.

Her gaze fell to her feet, before she threw her head back up, staring at the alpha with wide eyes and a heart that was currently beating faster than the speed of light.

“Oh my goddess! Is that water?!” Mel gasped, covering her mouth with her palms.

Tears gathered in Jojo’s widened eyes. She could not bring herself to look down at her legs.

“Her water just broke! We need to get her to the hospital!” It was Mrs Smith who screamed out loud.

She rushed to Lake’s side and tried to guide Jojo.

“Mel, call an ambulance!” Emerald screamed at the top of her voice.

“There’s no need to worry, mother. Kenji is getting the car right about…”

Lake was interrupted by the screeching of a car’s tires on the ground and the sound of an abruptly halting brake.

“… now.” Lake finished his sentence after Kenji parked the car in front of them.

Emerald rushed to the car and flung the back door open. She settled into it and stretched her hand out, as if to welcome Jojo.

Lake managed to get Jojo to the car, he helped her settle into it before sitting beside her.

Mel stood beside Mrs Smith’s door, waiting for instructions.

“Take care of the restaurant, okay? We would be back before you know it.” Mrs Smith spoke reassuringly, and Mel nodded sharply. It was almost as if she was nodding so hard to convince herself that all will be well.

As the car zoomed off, Mel wiped the stray drops of tears that rushed out of her eyes. She turned to the restaurant and started to run back, praying to every force in the universe that her best friend made it out hale and hearty.